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The Devil's In Your Eyes
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I'm wanderin' baby, miles away from home.
I'm wanderin' baby, miles away from home.
I ain't got no money, no place to call my own.
And the worst bit baby - you don't even know I'm gone.
I bought you flowers pink, yellow and red.
I bought you flowers pink, yellow and red.
Slept by your window with a rock under my head.
Found the flowers in the garbage, they were wilted, brown and dead.
I saw you walkin' with another man.
I saw you walkin' with another man.
The tears came fast, I put my face into my hands.
Then my legs got weak and I could barely stand.
You're a cold-hearted woman, that I realize.
You're a cold-hearted woman, that I realize.
You got the face of an angel but the devil's in your eyes.
Still I can't stop wishing that one day, you'll be mine.
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Lyrics Credits: Christian Williams
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Music Credits: Christian Williams
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Producer Credits: Paul Rhyne
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Label Credits: Lonely Ghost
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Short Song Description:
A tale of love unrequited.
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Song Length: 2:44
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Primary Genre: Blues-Country
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Secondary Genre: -
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